“Yes, Patriarch!” Yu Jingjian didn’t bother about Lu Ding, and he quickly laid down the order to the disciples of the Four Seas Holy Gate. In an instant, pillars of light shot into the skies to form a barrier of light around the headquarters.

Lu Ding stared at Yu Jingjian with a look of disbelief as he turned to look at the light barrier around the Four Seas Holy Gate.

Patriarch?!

What the f*ck did he call the brat?!

Did Yu Jingjian address the brat as their patriarch?!

He widened his eyes in shock and he couldn’t believe his ears.

The members of the Beast Tamer Holy Gate were stunned silly as well. 

However, Yu Fujiang soon burst into uncontrollable laughter. He pointed at Lu Ding and mocked. “Lu Ding, aren’t you a little too weak? Are you sure you’re the...